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Post by sebastian kyle matthews on Sept 23, 2009 17:08:32 GMT -5
Being a model Sebastian moves around the world a lot for different photo shoots. Most people find it quite shocking that he had never been to the oh so famous, LA. Describing Sebastian in an airport is like describing a human trying to find their pet zebra in a field filled with zebra's. Even if he is far from confused he still has that same look on his face.In this situation he was looking for is photographer in-between the media. That was the worst thing about being famous. All the media following you around like you're some sort of caged animal, at least that's how Sebastian saw it. "Over here!" A photographer yelled, Sebastian turned his head only to be blinded by another flash. "Smile!" another yelled out to him.
Stumbling backwards the fan girls noticed who the celebrity was. Their screams filled the building as they ran towards the now blinded Sebastian. His security guards formed a tight circle around him as he struggled to get his site back. Most days consisted of events similar but today was not his day, at least that's what he thought. Earlier on the plane, he had ordered a coffee, but instead they brought him tea. That had put him in a horrible mood.A long plane ride after a week of barely any sleep was brutal. Most celebrities understood that, and Sebastian gave them props for it. Other celebrities tended to pretend that they understood, but usually they didn't.
It had only been ten minutes since he arrived in LA, and he already disliked it. His friends always told him about how amazing LA was, and how much he would like it. The main reason why he disliked it was because he had just come from Canada. The heat was insane for Sebastian. It feels like I could melt at any moment. he thought to himself. The fan girls jumped at the body guards, only to find themselves bouncing off of them. Sebastian couldn't help but laugh a little as he took a sip from his water bottle. He hoped with all his life, that the airport would calm down so that he could get to his photo shoot.
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Post by charlie lisa carter on Sept 25, 2009 14:31:02 GMT -5
  ( SHUSH GIRL! SHUT YOUR LIPS! )
do the helen keller and talk with your hips
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Charlie pushed a cluster of hair behind one ear as she was ushered through the large expanse that was the airport. Honestly, she hated airports. They implied decades of waiting, boredom, and other such boring antics. Plus, she wasn't very keen on flying either. Short jouney's she could live with, but she absoultely hated long ones. Which was why she had not enjoyed today at all. The long journey had been terrible and, even though being in first class everything was a bit better, Charlie still loathed flight food, the smell of it just made her feel like throwing up. It really wasn't nice, but at least the journey today had, in a way been somewhat stress free. Well, compared to other such flights she had been forced to be on it had been alright. She had arrived safetly, which her mother had always said was what mattered. At least she had occumplished the reason for taking the flight in the first place. Charlie had been in New York for this week, recording her new album and sorting out a few other things, but now she was back home in Los Angeles. It was just a shame the flight had been over five hours long.
But she was, indeed, a musician and well, relativly well known. It wasn't like she belonged to the most populaur band on earth, but she had been given a start in her career. Her first album, and the only one she had currently relased had been a hit, so at least that was a good start. She enjoyed her time singing, and people seemed to enjoy her. So really her career was win win. In New York, she had been recording her next album. Now all that would need to be done would be a photoshoot for the cover, as well as the music videos. Though that was all done best in Holloywood, and so Char was here now, to get back and sort all that jazz out. Of course, life wasn't as simple as that. She was a celebrity, and currently she was in an airport packed with citizens who realized, as soon as they saw the hefty security guards that someone famous was hiding behind them. Well, people went crazy for celebries, no matter who exactly they were, they just wanted to meet someone famous, which was the chaos Charlie now ventured into.
A pair of huge sunglasses where the only thing that could at least be called a desguise. She wore black leggings as well as a nice light grey long shirt. As soon as she went into the open with her guards, it was a chorus of shouting names, thank goodness the photographers probably couldn't see her petite frame through her bulky bodyguards. Although what was suprising was that the people where also going mad for someone else. Curious, the black haired girl tried to peer through the gaps of the cage these people had created, but she couldn't make out a familiaur face. It was only when the two groups banded together, moving closer as the crowd tried to get at them both, that Charlie really got a good view, and that was only after some incedent. Char was straining her neck to see, as the two bodyguards for these celebs kind of joined forces, when she tripped over something. Goodness knows what it was, it could have been her own feet, but Char fell, and rather elegantly if it is in any way elegant to fall, nearly onto the boy. As the guards failed to catch her and she slipped through the gaps, her arms reached out and she found herself falling on the boy. Quickly regaining her balance she apologised quickly. "Oh gosh! I'm so sorry!" It was then, when she looked at his face that she realized she had just met a model.
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TAG !? sebastian
WORD COUNT ?! 645
NOTES !? hope you don't mind me posting!
WEARING !? click & imagine some big sun glasses
LYRICS !? don't trust me;; 30H!3
GRAPHICS !? BUBBLE WRAP MY HEART! @ CAUTION 2.0
CREDITS !? <33 @ CAUTION 2.0
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Post by sebastian kyle matthews on Sept 26, 2009 14:35:13 GMT -5
( i never really ever know what to say) WHEN ALL OF MY EMOTIONS GET IN THE WAY
--------- It took Sebastian a few moments to realize that another celebrity was in the airport. The body guards seemed to join forces as the girl crashed into Sebastian. He stumbled backwards a little bit, and helped steady the girl. She apologized quickly studying Sebastian. She must have known that he was a model because realization took over her facial expression. "Are you okay?" he asked, hands still on her arms. Quickly taking them away he looked the girl up and down. She seemed familiar, though most celebrities did seem familiar if you looked through gossip magazines, like Sebastian did.
Girls pushed against the body guards as they formed a tight circle around the two. This was one of the many moments that Sebastian enjoyed about being a celebrity, meeting other celebrities. The reason he liked it so much was because celebrities always understood each other because they lived through the same thing each and every day. For most people even a celeb saying hello to them seemed like a big deal, but to Sebastian it felt normal.
Even though he knew he would be late for his photo shoot he refused to move. Hair and make-up assistants squeezed through the body guards and started on Sebastian as he eyed the girl. He felt the need to find out her name, because he was so sure that he had seen her before. Maybe not in person, but in a magazine for sure. He took the time to study her face and frame. She was smaller, much smaller than Sebastian, which made him smile. He hated when girls were much larger than himself. He was a model, everyone needs to be smaller than him, at least that's how he saw it.
He stretched as the realization of a long flight hit him hard. He had been scrunched up in his chair, listening to music. That was it! This girl in front of him was a music artist. Quickly he pulled out his iTouch and flicked through the songs, until he landed on her song. He smiled wide looking down at the album art, and then her. He quite enjoyed some of her music, though he had never imagined he'd find himself standing face to face with her. He remembered his last encounter with one of his favourite artists. It had been a quick hello only because they both had things to get to. It meant a lot to him though, as did this meeting.
status .: finished.
tagged .: charlie (:
outfit .: clickk
words .: 412
credits .: HEY LEIGH ?! for template... (etc.)
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Post by charlie lisa carter on Sept 27, 2009 7:13:41 GMT -5
( SHUSH GIRL! SHUT YOUR LIPS! )
do the helen keller and talk with your hips
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It wasn't difficult to come across celebrities here. After all, the girl lived in Holloywood, the place where major film companies had their base, records where produced and clothes designed. This place was huge, and packed with stars too. So why was it that even here seeing as celebrity was so special? Well, Charlie wasn't exactly the biggest celebrity around, but she had just come across a model. Someone who she had seen attached to the front of many magazines, wearing clothes that set the standard for men around. Models always seemed like people teenagers kept the closest eye on, probably because what they wore was fashionable, it was meant to make you look good. For Charlie, meeting celebrities wasn't so much of a big deal, but part of her still loved it. People who had inspired her to write songs as she listen to their music in the dark days of her past. At times it was hard to believe you were one of them, and right now she was with someone she had also recognized straight away. Who knew if he actually knew her, in fact, she wasn't too fussed about herself. It was nice to meet someone knew, someone different and sure, there was also that feeling that there were tons of girls trying to grab a hold of him outside the ring of the guards while she was standing just in front of him.
But, putting the thoughts of fame and meeting this model, Charlie was really just glad he had steadied her. Really, it wouldn't of been so good if she had fallen on her face, that would have just been embarrassing. Luckily, Char managed to steady herself, and making sure that she wouldn't fall over again looked up at the boy, who was taller than herself. A hand reached up as she pushed her sunglasses out the way into her hair, making sure that they wouldn't slip down. "Yeah, I'm fine now. Thanks." She said with a small smile, her deep blue eyes darting around her surroundings. The bodyguards had now moved into a tight circle around the two of them, with one of her own looking at her rather concerned. All it took to reassure him that she was alright was a small smile, and he turned back toward the crowd, making sure others where blocked from wrestling their way through. "I'm Charlie, but you can call me Char." The girl said, turning back to the boy While she had been gazing around some people had squeezed their way into the circle, but where here to make the boy look gorgeous - as they were hair and make-up assistants. Charlie didn't pay much attention to them, far more interested in what the boy was doing.
The model opposite her and now pulled out an iTouch. Char couldn't guess why, to her it was a very odd thing to do. But he started flicking through things and Charlie couldn't help but crane her neck to try and see what exactly he was doing. She was far too curious for her own good. It was hard to see the screen, but Charlie still looked anyway, until the model stopped scrolling and she saw her album staring back a her. Well, the dark haired girl wasn't really expecting that. She stopped trying to look at the screen of the iTouch and up at the black haired boy instead, noting the smile on his face. It was nice in a way, to be noticed, especially by someone that she herself knew. Charlie looked at the boy, waiting to see what he would do at the realization, as she wasn't quite sure. The buzz around them continued, as fans still screamed, calling out both her name and his. The bodyguards would probably get at her to start moving soon, as with two celebrities the force of the crowd grew. But Char didn't want to move off. She didn't want to go hope and unpack her stuff then go to the record company here in LA. She wanted to talk a bit first.
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TAG !? sebastian
WORD COUNT ?! 682
NOTES !? sorry, this was better
and then my pc decided to loose it all.
WEARING !? click & imagine some big sun glasses
LYRICS !? don't trust me;; 30H!3
GRAPHICS !? BUBBLE WRAP MY HEART! @ CAUTION 2.0
CREDITS !? <33 @ CAUTION 2.0
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Post by sebastian kyle matthews on Sept 29, 2009 13:25:36 GMT -5
( i never really ever know what to say) WHEN ALL OF MY EMOTIONS GET IN THE WAY
--------- Char's eyes moved from the iTouch screen to Sebby's face. His smile grew wider as he looked at her as well. "Very nice to meet you Char.. my name is Sebastian, but you can call me Sebby," he replied to her introduction. It was obvious to tell that he only gave a few people permission to call him Sebby by the tone of voice he used. He handed his iTouch over to an assistant and held his hand out to Char. "I very much enjoy your music," his smile turned into a grin. He could tell that she was a little shocked that he had her music on his iTouch.
To be completely honest he had been one of the first to hear her music. In photo shoots, they tended to get the newer songs that would fit the shoot. Ever since the one photo shoot that her music had been blasted in the room, he needed at least one of her songs to be played at his shoots. Wondering if he should tell her, he continued studying her face. She was pretty, he had to admit. Maybe they could team up for a Photo shoot of some sort. Whether it be for a high fashion magazine or her album cover, Sebby was sure he wanted to be in front of the camera with her.
His assistants eyed the girl as well. The two celebrities looked together, whether people liked it or not. With his non-outstretched hand he pulled out his cell phone, preparing to get her number. Most people didn't understand why Sebby had an iPhone and an iTouch. He usually shrugged off he comments. Adding her name to his phone he looked at her again. "May I have your number?" The question was simple, but he always felt nervous asking celebrities it. Although he was a celebrity too, he feared the other would look at him strangely not knowing he himself was a model.
Sebastian could see some of the fans hands trying to get through the security guards. It had never been this bad, but he had to remember that there was a musician in front of him. He couldn't help but go into a coughing fit when the hairspray was sprayed onto his hair to keep it into place. Hairspray and Sebby had a love hate relationship. It helped keep his hair in place, which he loved, but it had a horrible smell, which he hated. Foundation was applied to his face, so that he didn't have a shiny face in his pictures.
Soon he was forced to close his eyes as the black pencil traced them. It felt smooth and warm, which he liked. When he first applied eyeliner, back when he wasn't even a model, it had always been cold and sharp, causing his eyes to water. He soon began to wonder if Char would find it weird that he wore make-up. Some women did find it weird, and made it obvious by the looks they gave him. His agent always told him they were jealous because their husbands or boyfriends didn't look as good as he did. That had reminded him much of his days in elementary school, when the boys used to give him weird looks. They're just jealous,his mother used to tell him. He now wondered if those were all lies.
status .: finished.
tagged .: charlie (:
outfit .: clickk
words .: 567
notes .: sorry i write so little compared to you ):
credits .: HEY LEIGH ?! for template... (etc.)
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